Owen's lucky. . .
so Owen Wilson attempted suicide. . . I threatened to kill myself and my parents didn't give a shit. They just called me a sicko. I am sick. . . I want to take this suicide stuff to the next level in the worst way.
anyone ever taken an online College Algebra class? I'm taking one at Savannah Tech, and I'm clueless and scared. No one will be teaching me how to do this shit. I'll have to teach myself and the last time I tried to teach myself, I failed miserably. . . and no one gave a shit. I just watched my GPA go lower and lower and almost watched myself fail out of college. I quit college, and went to Tech School, and now I'm still miserable.
I hate myself. I want to die. I can't find anything I'm really into. Could I be a cop? doing this culinary arts stuff isn't cutting it. I can cook, but I don't do too well when put to the test. . . I'm not fast enough. I'd get fired because it'd take forever to get my customers the food they want.
My friends hate me in reality. . . I'm such a shit. I'm scared to death and I don't want to live like this anymore. I have to get rid of everything and there's nowhere to unload it. I have nightmares every night I sleep with the lights off. I'm so pathetic. I want to kill myself. Nothing's worth it anymore!
I'm screwed. . .
anyone ever taken an online College Algebra class? I'm taking one at Savannah Tech, and I'm clueless and scared. No one will be teaching me how to do this shit. I'll have to teach myself and the last time I tried to teach myself, I failed miserably. . . and no one gave a shit. I just watched my GPA go lower and lower and almost watched myself fail out of college. I quit college, and went to Tech School, and now I'm still miserable.
I hate myself. I want to die. I can't find anything I'm really into. Could I be a cop? doing this culinary arts stuff isn't cutting it. I can cook, but I don't do too well when put to the test. . . I'm not fast enough. I'd get fired because it'd take forever to get my customers the food they want.
My friends hate me in reality. . . I'm such a shit. I'm scared to death and I don't want to live like this anymore. I have to get rid of everything and there's nowhere to unload it. I have nightmares every night I sleep with the lights off. I'm so pathetic. I want to kill myself. Nothing's worth it anymore!
I'm screwed. . .